Dad’s Retirement, My Husband’s Betrayal

Most of the guests around us were hostile, their eyes flickering between us.

"A CEO can't be fired for no reason. That must be a crime, needless to say?"

"Jonathan Gardner always acts so noble, but who knows how many immoral things he's done behind the scenes!"

"It must be something serious, but I don't know what it is!"

A large group of people pointed fingers at us, especially my dad. I was so angry, I just wanted to tear them apart.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My dad took his own retirement. He's innocent and hasn't done anything wrong!"

"If he had, would he still be standing here?"

"Jason Cole, you had a mistress behind my back, and you're spreading rumors everywhere!?"

Jason Cole sneered.

"What do you mean by 'I had a mistress behind your back?' What do you mean by 'spreading rumors?'"

"Don't be so harsh. Susan is my true love. She's my spiritual support!"

"Back then, you relied on your father's influence to force me to marry you. I endured humiliation and hardship for so many years. If it weren't for her, I would have been depressed long ago!" "As for spreading rumors, you know for sure whether they're true or not."

This is so outrageous, it almost made me laugh.

"Back then, you begged my dad on your knees to marry me, and now that he's retired, you're immediately throwing in the towel!"

"Besides, we've been married for so many years. If you really can't stand me and our entire family, then just file for a divorce!"

"For so many years, you've enjoyed the benefits my family has provided you, helping your career soar!"

"Now that my dad has just retired, you're flaunting your mistress around. Are you even human?"

Jason Cole was furious upon hearing this. He slapped me in the face.

"Jillian Gardner, watch your mouth! Do you still think you're a rich girl?"

"I, Jason Cole, am where I am today thanks to my own abilities!"

"Your dad has nothing to do with it!"

This slap left me stunned.

I never imagined that after all these years, he would actually hit me. Seeing me being beaten, my father couldn't stand it any longer and punched Jason Cole in the face.

"Whether I committed a crime or not is up to the Internal Affairs Commission. It's none of your business!"

"Who do you think you are! How dare you hit my daughter?"

Susan Quinn immediately stepped forward and blew into Jason Cole's nose.

"Brother, does it hurt?"

Two lines of blood flowed from Jason Cole's nose.

Jason Cole might have felt the warm liquid flowing from his nostrils. He wiped his nose and found it was covered in blood. He was furious.

He shouted angrily,

"If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the forfeit!"

"I'm telling you, you're going to jail!"

"Didn't you just say I knelt and kowtowed to you back then?"

"Things change. If you kneel down and kowtow to me three times, I'll consider letting you go!"

Jason Cole snapped his fingers, and a large group surrounded us. My dad sneered.

"Go to jail? Why are you so sure I'll go to jail?"

"I've been an executive officer for so many years, with a clean record. How could I end up in jail?"

"Even if I retire, my connections are still there. Are you sure you're going to mess with me?"

Those people were Jason Cole's lackeys.

When they heard my dad's words, everyone looked at each other in surprise, no one daring to be the first to take the plunge.

Jason Cole rushed over and slapped me to the ground.

Then, his slap was fast and fierce, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment he'd been holding back for years!